I think the hardest part of all, is that I could help her. I could dress her everyday and brush her hair and put it in pretty bows and wipe the mascara out from under her eyes. I could be the person no one else in her life will be.
Tuesday, October 12
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She really needs someone just like you. It wouldn't even matter if you liked her; only if you make sure she doesn't disgrace herself. This is not even an appropriate look for smoothie-fetching or running out to get a bucket of chicken.
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